The temperature finally got slightly above stupid this morning. Enough so to head out for the first Muskegon River run of the year.
These are both from a foggy run up the north branch after putting in at Fisherman’s Landing. The fog was so thick that it didn’t burn off until way later in the morning.
What was intended to be a short run to check for leaks and other equipment issues went way longer which explains the arms that feel like overcooked spaghetti!
